Did Somebody Say Right Wing Deportation Squad?


Demographics (race) is what matters when it comes to nations. That doesn’t mean that a lot of other stuff doesn’t matter, but demographics matter most. A lot of things matter when it comes to movies, but the story matters most. Look at the image below.


It is an accurate statement to say that in 25 years the orange and the red states will no longer be American (in fact, some of them are already not American). This is how territory is lost, and once lost it is very very difficult to get back. Will those states still be under the jurisdiction of the United States Government, yes, will there still be courts and taxes and roads, yes, but they won’t be American. Let me show you another map.


(It’s not quite to scale, but close enough to get the idea)

The roman empire controlled many separate nations. Although they were all part of Rome, and under the control of Rome, they had different peoples (races) with vastly different beliefs and customs.

One of the major differences between the Roman empire and what will become known as the American Empire, is the way in which they formed. The Roman empire was formed by a small nation overtaking all of it’s neighbors, and spreading through conquest. The American Empire is forming in reverse, it is a large nation that has been invaded by many of its neighbors. As those peoples who come to America (from near and far) continue to grow in size, they will develop nations within the boundaries of traditional America. They will still be ruled by Washington, just as Rome ruled the farthest reaches of its empire, but they will not be American.

There are several ways to prevent this from happening, but the most humane, is mass deportations.


Black Friday


I do not participate in Black Friday. I believe that no Christian should. It is a day of greed, a day of materialism, a day of avarice. It in no way signifies anything good or holy. It distracts us and takes away from the good holiday of Thanksgiving which comes the day before. It is specifically designed to cause us to take our eyes off of eternal things and onto material things. I am not saying that Christians should not be a part of this society, or that everything that our society does is bad, I am saying that Black Friday specifically is bad.

“Well I need a new TV anyway, so why not get it on Black Friday?” In Thessalonians Paul teaches us to “Abstain from all appearance of evil.” I am not saying that a Christian should never go to a store, never purchase material things, or should not take advantage of sales. What I am saying is that Black Friday is specifically a day of avarice, and Christians should not participate, even if, and perhaps especially if, they benefit from doing so. I am not saying that Christians can’t go to Disneyland, or can’t go to the movies. I am not saying that we should do as the Amish do and isolate ourselves, not partaking in anything that could be seen as worldly. What I am saying is that there is a great many things in our everyday lives that distract us from the eternal, we do not need to be participating in special days to do so.

Black Friday is also a perfect opportunity for us to make a clear distinction between ourselves and the materialism of the modern world. It is not TVs that give us Joy, but living in accord with the will of God. Many people in our society are empty, they crave for contentment, they are lonely, we can use this day to teach them that having more junk will not fill that void. Usually on Black Friday I stay at home and play with the kids, we have leftover turkey sandwiches, we watch a good movie. I make sure that if anybody brings Black Friday up I say that I don’t participate, this often allows me to discuss more meaningful things, therefore getting somebodies mind away from TVs to deeper more eternal concepts.


Great Literature of Our People. 7


Aesop (620 – 564 BC) Greek fabulist.

The Wolf and The Lamb

A Wolf was drinking at a spring on a hillside. On looking up he saw a Lamb just beginning to drink lower down. “There’s my supper,” thought he, “if only I can find some excuse to seize it.” He called out to the Lamb, “How dare you muddle my drinking water?”

“No,” said the Lamb; “if the water is muddy up there, I cannot be the cause of it, for it runs down from you to me.”

“Well, then,” said the Wolf, “why did you call me bad names this time last year?”

“That cannot be,” said the Lamb; “I am only six months old.”

“I don’t care,” snarled the Wolf; “if it was not you, it was your father;” and with that he rushed upon the poor little Lamb and ate her all up.

Tyrants need no excuse.


The Raven and The Swan

A Raven, which you know is black as coal, was envious of the Swan, because her feathers were as white as the purest snow. The foolish bird got the idea that if he lived like the Swan, swimming and diving all day long and eating the weeds and plants that grow in the water, his feathers would turn white like the Swan’s.

So he left his home in the woods and fields and flew down to live on the lakes and in the marshes. But though he washed and washed all day long, almost drowning himself at it, his feathers remained as black as ever. And as the water weeds he ate did not agree with him, he got thinner and thinner, and at last he died.

A change of habits will not alter nature.


The Ant and The Grasshopper

One bright day in late autumn a family of Ants were bustling about in the warm sunshine, drying out the grain they had stored up during the summer, when a starving Grasshopper, his fiddle under his arm, came up and humbly begged for a bite to eat.

“What!” cried the Ants in surprise, “haven’t you stored anything away for the winter? What in the world were you doing all last summer?”

“I didn’t have time to store up any food,” whined the Grasshopper; “I was so busy making music that before I knew it the summer was gone.”

The Ants shrugged their shoulders in disgust.

“Making music, were you?” they cried. “Very well; now dance!” And they turned their backs on the Grasshopper and went on with their work.

Prepare for the future.


The Bundle of Sticks

A certain Father had a family of Sons, who were forever quarreling among themselves. No words he could say did the least good, so he cast about in his mind for some very striking example that should make them see that discord would lead them to misfortune.

One day when the quarreling had been much more violent than usual and each of the Sons was moping in a surly manner, he asked one of them to bring him a bundle of sticks. Then handing the bundle to each of his Sons in turn he told them to try to break it. But although each one tried his best, none was able to do so.

The Father then untied the bundle and gave the sticks to his Sons to break one by one. This they did very easily.

“My Sons,” said the Father, “do you not see how certain it is that if you agree with each other and help each other, it will be impossible for your enemies to injure you? But if you are divided among yourselves, you will be no stronger than a single stick in that bundle.”

In unity is strength.



Deliberately choosing not to have children is suicide. If you look at yourself and your life as existing in and of itself, independent of others who came before you, independent of your ancestors, then my initial statement may seem ridiculous, but if you look at your life as just the next phase of a stream of living beings stretching back in time including all your ancestors, then you must agree. If you see yourself as another link in a chain extending back, then the only way to continue that chain is to have children, and if you do not have any children that chain is ended. Most of us would agree that suicide is wrong, that we shouldn’t take our own lives, that no matter how bad things are, or how bad we think they are going to get, it is cowardice, it is unjust, it is small to kill ourselves. Most of us would agree that life is better than death, even if your circumstances are bad, even if you suffer, it is better to live than to die.

Like suicide, not having children is an enormous act of selfishness. What you are saying to all who came before you is, “All that you have fought for, and sacrificed for, and suffered for, in order to give me life I take as my own. I will use all that you have given me for myself, I will drink the well dry, I will pass none on.” It is like participating in a relay race, and when it comes to be your turn you take the baton and go wherever you choose with it, never passing it on.

You can never pay your parents and your ancestors back in the way you can pay back a guy who bought you some gas when you ran out. You can never pay your parents and your ancestors back with money or time, or by helping them with their taxes or computer. Even if your parents and all your ancestors were total losers (which you know they all weren’t) and were bad people who never raised you, or never gave a damn about you, you still owe them your life. The only thing you can do, and what we all should strive to do, is have children. We all should strive for life, even if it is a struggle, even if the costs are high, even if at the moment you don’t see any way that it could ever turn out good, we all should strive for life.

The Current Year


Often times people fall for a simple but dangerous fallacy, they believe that an idea or an action is more important or more true because it has happened recently. I am going to call it “The current year fallacy”. It is similar to other logical fallacies and cognitive biases, but I think nothing else really properly explains the phenomenon. It is a belief that because something is new, or appears new to the observer, then it has more validity than a competing idea which was previously held, or the observer is aware of others previously holding. It is the false belief that every new idea is automatically an improvement on the old competing idea, due to the fact that it exists more recently in time. It is the false belief that new ideas are better, simply because they are newer. Many times these “new” ideas are in fact not new at all, but that is really a different issue, because if you hear something for the first time, then it is new from your frame of reference. Much of the time when a person falls for this fallacy, they often mistakenly believe that it is in fact the first time such an idea has ever been proposed, when in reality it is just the first time that it has come to their attention, but since they don’t know that it is not new, we can call it new for discussions sake.

This is in fact a fallacy. Time has no bearing on whether or not an idea or action is better or worse than any other idea or action. You must use the proper units when you are measuring things. It is like standing on a ruler and trying to see how much you weigh. You cannot measure the distance from here to there in units of time, you cannot measure how pretty something is in units of time. If you use time as a scale to measure ideas you will inevitably be forced to believe in any number of nonsensical ideas.

There are many examples of this fallacy, and the great and small alike are susceptible to it. What we must do when we are looking at the validity of an idea is hold it up to the proper measuring stick, and a timeline is not that. The proper measuring stick for moral issues is the Will of God, which is never changing. Solomon knew what he was talking about when he said “The thing that hath been, it is that which shall be; and that which is done is that which shall be done: and there is no new thing under the sun. Is there anything whereof it may be said, See, this is new? it hath been already of old time, which was before us. There is no remembrance of former things; neither shall there be any remembrance of things that are to come with those that shall come after.”


Parable of the Play-Doh


Hear this people of the modern west. Our societies are likened unto a child playing with Play-Doh. He opens a number of containers, each one holding a beautiful color. One blue, one black, one green, one red, one purple, one yellow, one orange, one white. Each color is beautiful unto itself. The child begins to make wonderfully colorful creations, which at first look amazing, but as he continues to play, the colors begin to mix, each respective color fading into one. The child is left with a monolithic ugly blob. He that hath ears to hear, let him hear.